My Empire

"You said that Kunlun Wudang... isn't it the place where immortal cultivation and sanctification are all? Why hasn't any immortal saint come out to protect the people in our nearly 100 years of suffering." A young man with a white handkerchief on his head said in his mouth. With a withered yellow straw in his mouth, lying on the top of the mountain, overlooking the road at his feet, there was a strong local accent in his words.

The officer wearing a gray cloth cap leaned on the edge of the trench, looking down the road in the distance through a gap in the weeds, and said intently: "Hey! I said this is a ghost novel, right? After more than two hundred years, I haven't seen anyone come out to clarify the domain. If we don't believe this, we believe in the political commissar."

"Isn't it? In the end, don't we still have to look at the Hanyang made in our hands? Medium form?" A young man next to him wiped the bolt-type rifle in his hand and breathed cautiously at the bolt.

This thing is a precious item, and it needs to be oiled and maintained from time to time, which is much harder to serve than a human being.

These years, have you heard of anyone who pours oil into their dishes during their meals? The little bit of oil will be rewarded to this guy who can kill the little devil.

Another big man with a beard curled his mouth and spit out dismissively: "Forget it...the little devil's mountain cannon rang, and the brothers are dead and wounded. By that time, they can't cry? Hanyang made? Is there a bird's use?"

Those Japanese soldiers are really powerful, with accurate marksmanship and tenacious fighting will, not to mention their excellent weapons, but also heavy weapons.

I have fought these ghosts and puppets in the mountains for two years. Everyone knows that when they encounter a large army of ghosts, they can only escape into the mountains.

As soon as the 92 infantry artillery rumbling, the mountain tops up to cover the sky and the sun, but the guerrillas can't withstand this kind of firepower.

In other words, there is no need to top at all. When encountering the enemy's main force, he turned around and went down the mountain. Whoever looks back is the bastard!

"Come!" At this moment, the guerrilla captain, who had been staring at the road, pulled out a box cannon from his waist, lowered his voice and reminded everyone: "Be careful of concealment!"

Everyone lowered their heads and watched the enemy convoy approaching like a snake on the road.

A Type 94 truck started at the beginning and drove slowly, followed by a large horse-drawn cart, and many cyclists followed on both sides. The mighty team can be two to three hundred meters long.

"This is more than what the intelligence says!" The soldier dressed as a peasant with straw in his mouth frowned and muttered.

"Something went wrong! If this let them pass... the political commissars in front... it would be difficult to fight." The officer in the lead was also annoyed, and grabbed the hat on his head: "What's the matter! This time I learned to be clever." "

"Fight or not..." The young soldiers who were still wiping their guns just now were also very nervous. There were only a dozen of them, nine guns... It would be bad if they were to fight with a hundred and eight devils.

"Fight... Let's drag on here, and it will be easier on the political commissar side! Da Liu! Go and report! Let the political commissars and them stop fighting and withdraw quickly! We can't last long here!"

"Okay!" The thin man with only a red tasseled gun in his hand nodded his head, took his red tasseled gun and walked away, and jumped from the other side to the foot of the mountain in threes or twos.

"Aim! Save some ammunition! Wait for them to get closer!" The captain of this guerrilla squad, whose hands were already strained with sweat, could even hear the trembling in his own words.

There is no way, this is the first time he has summoned his courage to directly face an enemy army of hundreds of people! Maybe, a few of them are really going to sacrifice here today.

"Fight!" A minute later, he put out the box cannon in his hand and squeezed the trigger severely at the devil's transport team in the distance.

"Boom!" The Type 94 truck was directly lifted into the sky by a huge explosion, and the entire front of the truck turned over in the sky.

When the front of the car was smashed down, the ammunition boxes piled up on the horse-drawn cart behind had been knocked out by nothing, splashing everywhere.

"I X... When does my gun have this power..." In the mind of the guerrilla captain, such a thought came out subconsciously.

Then he saw that in the middle of the enemy team, there was a flying sword that looked like a streamer, piercing through the bodies of seven or eight devils in one breath.

In an instant blood spattered, and near the smashed carriages, the distorted light gradually swayed away. A steel soldier about two meters tall was walking step by step towards the Japanese soldiers who were stunned and didn't know what happened.

"Baga!" A Japanese soldier lifted up the 38 large cover, pulled the bolt, and aimed at the strange man covered in armor.

He pulled the trigger, the gunfire sounded, and the bullet flew out of his gun. Then, a flying sword came straight from the diagonally, and the sword flew the bullet that was as fast as lightning.

"Chang!" There was a sound of gold and iron, another bullet hit the armored man, only a few small sparks splashed.

The steel weird looked at the Japanese soldier who shot it, and the Japanese soldier burned in the next second, leaving only struggles and screams.

And the flying sword surrounding it also blocked the bullet and penetrated another Japanese soldier who fired.

There was almost no obstruction. The steel weird walked forward step by step, the flying sword beside him also chopped and slashed all the way, killing the Japanese soldiers who were about to flee beside the carriage.

A Japanese armored vehicle adorned behind the entire team turned its turret at this time and aimed its machine gun at this unstoppable monster.

In the next second, the machine gun began to roar, and tracers swept across the armored weird man.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's eyes widened, because they saw the gleaming rune beside this weird man, glowing in circles under the impact of the bullet...

In the incredible eyes of these Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers, behind this armored monster that appeared out of thin air, a halo of flying sword of light condensed its shape, and then whizzed forward and hit with the sound of breaking through the air. On that armored car.

The strong air current knocked all the passing enemy soldiers to the ground, and the neighing of the horses was also covered by the harsh sound.

The armored vehicle at the end of the road was split directly by the lightsaber, and even without a martyrdom, it overturned to the sides.

And the lightsaber was cast unabated, a sword struck the mountain behind the armored body, and completely penetrated the hill.

The mountain shook for a while, and the hapless ghosts who hadn't struggled to get up, fell back to the ground this time, and Haw couldn't stand up.

"Anyone who speaks Chinese language, put down your weapons! Stand aside and wait for the screening!" Another Alanhill Empire soldier in armor turned off the invisibility device and appeared on the battlefield. He commanded loudly with magical words: "Don't try to resist..."

While talking, he walked to a Japanese soldier, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a rotating magic circle lit up in front of his palm.

The expression of consternation on the Japanese soldier's face was frozen, and the whole person quickly turned into an ice sculpture, which then shattered into countless pieces.

"Hurry up and clean it up! Your Majesty will be here soon!" He impatiently ordered the soldier with the flying sword hanging on his shoulder: "Be refreshed!"

"Let the Chinese people ambush on the top of the mountain come down... It's hard to believe that we still have lost compatriots who are bullied by a group of indigenous people here..." The soldier of the Heavenly Sword faction said angrily: "When I think about this, I just think about it. Can't help but... annoyed!"

When he was speaking, he grabbed the helmet of a Japanese soldier, and before he tried hard, he already squeezed the helmet and the head inside.

"No, no, don't kill, kill me! I drop, I drop, yes, can speak Huaxia, Huaxia!" The Japanese officer raised his hands and became a talent by self-study.

"..." The two Ailanhill Empire interstellar paratroopers glanced at each other, embarrassingly speechless. They both raised their hands together, and the Japanese soldier was torn to pieces by magic.

On the top of the mountain, everyone in the guerrillas was stunned by what happened before them. They all forgot to hide, and everyone subconsciously stood up straight, hoping to see more clearly.

"The political commissar is deceiving...Isn't that a fairy?" The man who copied a strong local accent, suffocated such a sentence for a long time.

The guerrilla captain wanted to speak, but found that they were covered by a shadow. He suddenly raised his head and saw an extremely magnificent and luxurious huge battleship hanging over their heads.

He was literate. He saw a white hull number on the side of the battleship, and two wrong words: "Eternal"

On August 15, 310, Ailanhill, the flagship of the Ailanhill Empire eternally, carried His Majesty the Emperor to the earth.

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"Call! Call!" In the cockpit of a Japanese ki-43 fighter plane hovering in the sky, the Japanese pilot shouted to the radio in horror.

He was investigating nearby and cooperating with military operations on the ground, and as a result, he saw a little bit of the battleship Eternal that had been dispelled from light and stealth as soon as he arrived.

And there was a disturbing electric noise in his radio, and no one answered at all. This reminded him suddenly of the previous rumors, saying that the fleet of the Imperial Navy and the Americans in the battle on Midway Island was burned clean by flames from outside the sky...

As a result, he became even more nervous, squeezed the joystick fiercely, thinking about going back quickly, and reporting the news of the battleship's appearance on the Jizhong Plain to his superiors.

When his plane was turning sharply, it slammed into something, and it exploded into a ball of flames, scattered into fragments in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, in the empty sky, another warship slowly revealed the side hull.

Farther away, the third and fourth battleships... more and more floating battleships, one after another, the light stealth was lifted...